54...A lot can change within a week...

CLAIRE

I cried a lot in the bathroom, washed my face, and cried a whole lot again, before returning back to the bedroom, feeling worse. The memory of my parents death got stuck in my head and the highschool bully scenes wouldn't stop playing on repeat in my head.

I tried to distract my sad thoughts by using the TV. I checked for a comedy show and began to watch, but I couldn't even find the humor in it.

While I was still trying to force my mind into the show, I felt the bed get slightly dipped behind me and a familiar cologne filled the air.

Ryan.

I half turned my body towards him. He was giving me that look that melts my heart in an instant, and, God, he looked so dashing with his tousled hair, his shirt rolled up to his elbow and his sagged tie. Even in my sad state, I won't hesitate to eat him alive if I could.

'Talk to your hormones, girl!" My subconscious advised. I really should do that, but it's so hard to do when you've got someone as hot as Ryan right in front of you, fi